Chapter 833: Approach

In the night, with the rumbling motive, an old-fashioned Bmp-1 infantry fighting vehicle was speeding in the dry desert. ?? There are more than a dozen armored vehicles of different styles behind this car, all the way to the important Syrian city of Raqqa.
The Middle East now is a big gunpowder that has been exploded. A dozen countries and forces are tangled together. Their respective interests are still contradictory, and the situation is extremely complicated. IsIs, which is damaging the world, places itself at the center of Raka on the banks of the Euphrates River.
It ’s a pity that in this
sixth largest city
in Syria with a population of 400,000, the green cultists are dreaming of dominating the world. And now the Syrian government forces have launched an offensive against Raqqah, but ... it will not be able to fight for a while.
Green believers who like to be brave and fierce are actually a bunch of weak slags that are just for their own use. Obviously they are in the 21st century, but their fighting thoughts have stayed in the Middle Ages. Major Varina, who arrived here, despised the men here even more.
Major Valena was sitting in an armored delivery vehicle of the Bmp team at the moment, and in front of her were two dead Syrian soldiers. The President of Syria's "Doctor" urged those who brought him in this operation to join this historic moment and share the honor.
If it wasn't for Mao Xiong's strong opposition, ‘Doctor’ even wanted his people to equip T-45a to attack — after hearing this request, Major Varenna almost wanted to use a large-caliber machine gun in his hand to ‘Doctor’.
A bunch of weak slags have been hit in Syria for five years. These guys are weaker than the Italians then. Their only way of fighting is to shoot boldly. That's right, they don't know where to shoot, and there is no tactical cooperation. They just shoot a few shots behind a wall to indicate that they are fighting.
No matter how good the weapon is, it will become a burning stick in the hands of the Green Devotees. These guys have performed numerous battlefield anecdotes-such as an armored unit surrendering to the enemy who opened the pickup truck, or the guards cleaned the warehouse and hoped to hand over everything. Materials can survive.
This is a group of hairless bipeds that are not as good as pigs.
Major Varina despised the Syrian soldier in front of the mantis mask, and the two Syrian soldiers were at the moment collapsed. It's frustrating to learn that the old nest Dhaka who was sent to attack IsIs is frustrating enough. Who knows that two robot monsters were actually sitting in the car as soon as they got on the car.
Calling God at this time is useless, and the Syrian soldiers have no idea what they are in front of them. Just looking at the gun and gun in the other's hand, they felt that their crotch was a little cold after a long time-incontinence.
In the night vision device of the praying mantis helmet, Major Varenna clearly saw the scene in front of her, and she could not help but cursed on the radio: "This waste, they actually pee in my face."
Hahaha ... a bunch of bear soldiers laughed loudly on the radio. Each armored vehicle has two soldiers from the Thunder squad and two soldiers from the Syrian government. Everyone sees a similar situation.
"Urine pants are good. This one in front of me asked me if God was born? When I told him I believed in Jesus, he burst into tears and broke down."
"The two idiots in front of me have been praying and praying, and they are trying to convert me."
"I have provoked me to prove that I am protected by God, and I was much more honest after I took an iron fist."
The radio became noisy and the tense fighting atmosphere dissipated a lot. Suddenly, Major Varina whispered, "End of entertainment time, shut up now, and we will attack in half an hour."
On the way of the 'Thunder' squad, Raka was in a chaotic battle. The government forces had already killed outside the city, and then they couldn't do anything about it.
No lights can be seen in the night, but the tracer bullets of various guns flew everywhere. The sound of the guns kept on and on, which sounded very lively, but in fact they were all shot at random.
York stood with the night vision goggles on the top of an abandoned building, observed the city from a height, and retracted after a few seconds. He didn't worry about who could aim at him here, but about those stray bullets who didn't know where they came from.
As a mercenary, York has been fighting in Syria for almost two years. He was actually a member of the Niu family sas and had to join this farce-like war as a civilian in the interest of the country.
Not long ago, York and his companions appeared in the Russian army's field hospital, and guided the Syrian army to shell. The fur bear has vowed revenge for this.
But how can fur bears retaliate? Rely on their backward fighters? Or do they rely on their smoking aircraft carriers? Now that the sky in Syria is controlled by the Americans, the bear's air force is weak and can only throw iron bombs, and the combat efficiency is ridiculous.
Of course, the combat efficiency is also lower among the green believers who are killed on the battlefield. York didn't mean to discriminate. He just wanted to say that no matter which side of the Green Religion, it was actually rubbish.
Those who write the history of the world's military must be shocked by the inferior quality of the army here. People here pay attention to ignorance is power, and are performing various wonderful battle scenes every day.
"York, the Syrian government forces sent a team of infantry fighting vehicles, aren't you going to say hello to them?" A radio surveillance call came from the US military.
"Where do they want to attack?" York asked.
"In area 11, we have informed the people of Aidid that they are preparing a car bomb." US surveillance personnel continued.
"Okay ~ EbookFREE.me ~ I'll check it out," York replied.
On the face of it, Americans are also fighting IsIs, but in fact they are just dogs raised by cIa. ‘Idid’ in the briefing was IsIs ’s frontline commander, in York ’s words—that was an ignorant and murderous executioner.
Aided relied on a fanatic green believer under his command, and his tactics were two-fold—a car bomb for offense and a roadside bomb for defense. However, with such clumsy tricks, Aidid actually became a famous player in IsIs, and York was very funny about this kind of thing.
When York led the team to meet bearded Aidid, the latter was stuffing a teenager into a suicide car.
"Don't worry, this car is very strong. Those hypocrites can't wear the steel plates on it. It's dark, they can't even see you, and you can easily kill them with a night vision goggle."
"Just drive over and detonate when you enter the enemy's position. The next thing is to God Almighty."
"When you ascend to heaven, you will get seventy-two Holy Virgins, guaranteeing that you are very satisfied."
No matter how the child was crying, Aidid forced him into the car and forced the other side out with a gun. York was indifferent to this scene. Cold blood was the most basic quality of a mercenary. He waited for the unlucky child to hit the road before he coughed.
Bearded Aidid saw York, immediately opened his arms and hugged, and laughed and said, "Ah ... my dear friend, I'm so glad to see you."
"I heard you're in trouble, just come and see," York said.
"Oh ..., no!" Aidid raised his finger and shook. "It's not that I'm in trouble, but my enemy is in trouble. The doctor's men are trying to kill us, but I want to let them know they are wrong. They were killed. Come on, let's see how miserable they will be. "8